This photo of my sister, Emily, was taken in April this year, less than two months before she died of cancer. She was only 35 years old. It was very sad. She had asked that if she got really ill that she would be admitted to the Heart of Kent Hospice as a resident because, 'they look after me well and the visiting hours are better.'

She was right, for a start the visiting hours went out the window, climbed to the roof and flew away, one or more us us were allowed to sleep in her room with her every night, we were allowed to use the guest room, relatives and friends were coming and going through the days and nights at a moments notice.

It meant so much to us all to be there for her. I stayed in her room with Emily for much of the last week and when her husband and daughter wanted to spend a night the staff even rustled up a secret squirrel camp bed for me so that Emily's life-long best friend Heidi and I could stay close at hand.

She was very well looked after, the care the paid staff and volunteers gave was second to none. Emily enjoyed the food and when they let her take medication on custard. Having her own room was important so she had some control of the noise and light levels, and of course some privacy. Even when we were scolded for being naughty it was very sweet and we quite liked it really.

There were people available to her for her to talk about her concerns, and a support group for outpatients. Emily used the Heart of Kent Hospice as an outpatient herself before she was a resident, it was a place where she talk to other people who understood what she was going through.

This walk is only six miles, it doesn't seem like a lot to ask for your money for. Heidi is participating and she is still recovering from a knee operation. The real challenge for me will be that we are going to wear pyjamas. This is something that I haven't done in public since we did it at Lloyds for Comic Relief in 2007 and Roger 'pom pi pom' Shadbolt asked if he could stand next to me for the photo. I think he was wearing a nightdress and a wee willy winkie hat.

Anyway hopefully we can raise loads of money for the Hospice so that other families can benefit from it in the same way that ours did. It meant so much to me to be there for Emmy, I hope that it meant a lot to her. Sometimes it seems as though I'd give anything to be able to ask her.

I have the feeling that I have rambled on for long enough now, I am getting bored of myself. Thanks for reading!